Last Friday I received news that I was being laid off. As the news was being discussed part of me felt relieved and another part of me felt anger because this was the result of my two retarded managers trying to cock block me within the company. The owner of the company told me I was being let go due to cost savings (yeah right). I knew all along my two lovely managers were behind this. I was offered a severance package. However, I am just over having to pay for the insecurities other people have. If you are not happy with your life, then it is up to you to make the necessary changes. Don’t try to play God and think you can attempt to block anyone else’s blessings.
So I will now take the time to express my thoughts about the situation, here is my letter to my old managers.
Dear Black Manager,
I was excited to finally work with someone who looked like me in this industry. I thought you and I would make a great team. I even went against better judgment and befriended you on a personal level. It was after discovering the type of person you really are, I wanted to keep our relationship strictly professional. As a woman knocking on 40’s door I thought I could learn more from you both on a personal and professional level. Then I realized you were going through some mid life crisis and wanted to relive your early 20s like some wet behind the ears college sorority girl. I had fun going out with you, but I question your priorities when I see you’d rather hang out then be home with your two daughters or choosing to explore the paths of unproductive relationships with men. I thought, as we get older you’re suppose to get better?
I then realized that you looked at your current job as a way to earn money rather than a career choice (it was also then our paths begin to split). I never judged you for the fact that you bragged about obtaining your MBA from a school that anyone with a live pulse can attend. No, I didn’t think I was better. But as I started to see the real you and decided to not be your best girl friend shit changed at work. Rather than be a grown ass adult, you’d rather act like we’re in high school and make me out to be the black sheep of the clique. What you failed to realize is I have my own friends and life that had nothing to do with our company. I understand you’re lonely and thought we’d be the best of friends. But the truth of the matter is; you’re a lying, pathetic, excuse for a woman.
I understand all of the plotting and attempt to bring me down was just you hating on me. I never once threw my accomplishments in your face, but I am very much a woman of confidence. I would like to thank you for the confirmation that I am on the road to greatness. I thank you for going out of your way to try to bring me down. After all it adds another layer of strength on my part. I wouldn’t lie to you and say I’ll see you on top, because unfortunately you’ve reached your peek. Your story ends here. I pray that your daughter never have to experience a person like you in their lives. But most of all what goes around comes around.
Dear White Manager,
I would like to thank you for getting me this job. It’s too bad you had to conspire with my other manager to plan my “down fall”. I tried to help you professionally and educationally. We all know you are very insecure with your position because in all reality you’re highly unqualified on paper for the very position you hold. How one can be a property manager in commercial real estate with no bachelors degree, is amazing but I also consider the fact that you’re a white woman working for a smaller firm. I congratulate you on enrolling back in school to obtain your bachelors, something I am sure I indirectly inspired you to do. Once again following your new best friend and chose the same highly respectable institution of higher learning (heavy sarcasm).
I understand you too were upset I didn’t want to be apart of your girl club. But again, I am not into the heavy drinking and bar scene right now. It amazes me how a mother of two young boys and a wife, finds the time to party like a rock star. Or even worst you damn near jeopardize your marriage to hang out with black manager who is twice divorces. But I must say you are the coldest pieces of work I’ve seen in a long time. After you announced your resignation, rather than leave gracefully you had to put salt in my game and try to make me look incompetent and not ready for any advancement. The jokes on you because I never wanted your job. But the fact that you threw me under the bus even with one foot out of the door baffles me.
I’m not surprised at all by what you two have done. In fact, it’s rather funny that it took you two birdbrains to come up with this plan. I had to fight two demons at the same time, and I am actually quite proud of myself. I wish you the best in 2009.
There really are no hard feelings about this situation. Thank God I am more than okay financially. I also look at this as an opportunity to prepare myself for even more elevation in 09. Wow, what a difference a year makes. I have too much to be grateful for. And the truth is I knew something was going down last week, my instincts were in over drive. For the last week I was really stressed, so I am glad this all behind me now. I truly didn’t want to bring old bullshit into the New Year…